TRAPPED TO A CONTRACT WITH MAFIA
ate sat on the sofa with her hands folded in her lap, looking
. Grey, sat in armchairs, looking at her
pack. It looked like irrefutable evidence. Michael had just found it in the bathroom trash
filled with a mixture of worry and maternal
courage to answer. Her chest felt tight, li
st a whisper. But it was enough
dropping his body into
t a joke or something. But... Brother
silent, now spoke in a
that something like this will have major consequences. I just
oking at her parents with a mixture of g
Dad," she said, trying to sound firm d
plain, Kate," Mr. Grey's voice so
ve us a plausible reason how you got pregna
ut. The secret was too heavy to reveal. If she told
ad kidnapped her. She couldn't say that their relationship be
ut full of hurt. "We want to support you. Bu
ll had n
lk to us, how ca
s running down the corners of her lips. She wanted to s
amily didn't
ught she was jus
ther, stood with his arm
ore. Willson? What kind of man is he? Is he us
r head lightly. "I
in a firm voice, cutting throug
you stay here without clarity. You'll be staying with Aunt Margaret outs
en though she knew thi
... I c
voice rising. "You have brought dishonor to this
but he did not reject the decision. She
u need time and space to deal with this.
o fight, wanted to beg them to let her
h in her, and she didn't have th
e?" he asked quietl
replied coldly. "I'll drive y
*
ificent mansion she had once considered a temporary home-and a place full of bitterswe
rtyard burned faintly, illuminating the well-maintained garden despite the rain.
mall buzzing sound was heard, but there was no response. She waited for
again, a heavy voice from t
's t
f, recognizing the voice of o
expectant voice. "I've come to se
ther end, and Kate began to fee
e more quietly and carefully. "Miss K
ead. She frowned, confused. "What do you me
ice now sounding reluctant. "A few weeks ago.
f the rain falling from the sk
voice sounded hoarse, barel
" the maid replied aga
hat Mr. Willson said that he needed to le
telling her? Willson knew that she was pregnant, t
trying to contain the tremor in her voice. "A
not sure, Miss. Mr. Willson simply said that whoever was lookin
o burn. "He left me," she
y don't know what happened. But if there's a me
tly, though no o
u," she s
ilence returned. Kate stood there, under the steady r
away from the gate, her head bowed. Her
leave without
g away from r
f protecting himself
rying to shelter from the rain. She wrung her finger
t here for me," she
ive up. She wasn't just carrying the weight of herself no